Lucas Writer - In My Bag

My foot on the gas
They hoping I crash
They hoping I stay in the past
They want me to fail
While wishing me well
But I just stay in my bag

My foot on the gas
They hoping I crash
They hoping I stay in the past
They want me to fail
While wishing me well
But I just stay in my bag

Never pocket watching
Got too many options
I just be out on the go
It's hard to hit a moving target
Y'all are aiming
But y'all be aiming so low
Some people got nothing to live for
So they will kill the things that you'd die for
You know the people I'd die for
But I really need to be alive for
Seeing all my children
Carry much more than my last name
That's on everything
And showing I love their momma
Cause a marriage is
Much more than a wedding ring
Imma bring it right back to the hood
And imma put my people up on the map
And whether I'm standing
Or kneeling for something
Imma show y'all that it is no cap
I gotta retire my parents
So they can lavish
And really have no worries
Changing locations and time zones
When they don't wanna deal
With the snow flurries like
These are the things that I prayed for
Many nights I done lost sleep
Tryna keep the demons at bay
But I'm so sure that God got me

My foot on the gas
They hoping I crash
They hoping I stay in the past
They want me to fail
While wishing me well
But I just stay in my bag

My foot on the gas
They hoping I crash
They hoping I stay in the past
They want me to fail
While wishing me well
But I just stay in my bag

Now I'm back to thinking innovative
All the bandos gettting renovated
All the fiends on the night scene
That be strung out
I hope you get clean
I wanted to be on a SLAM poster
That is when I had hoop dreams
But them dreams really do die quick
Cause I never even made the school team
My next step was to get C.R.E.A.M
Tryna emulate the Wu-Tang
Funny I use to be a cashier
Now they saying boy you changed
Now they saying that I switched up
Just cause I move on to better things
There's hella hate when you elevate
But you cannot grow
If you throwing shade
This for the ones who didn't believe
I been had the vision
But y'all couldn't see
Even the ones from my family tree
Y'all waited till Fall
Now I'm watching you leave
Still dreaming but I been awake
I can never ever feed the hate
I could only really show you faith
Cause
These are the things that I prayed for
Many nights I done lost sleep
Tryna keep the demons at bay
But I'm so sure that God got me

My foot on the gas
They hoping I crash
They hoping I stay in the past
They want me to fail
While wishing me well
But I just stay in my bag

My foot on the gas
They hoping I crash
They hoping I stay in the past
They want me to fail
While wishing me well
But I just stay in my bag

Written by:
Kenneth Simms

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